heretical poetry and italian wine
please take me away from the modern times
freedom means nothing when you're out of luck
but nothing is freedom if you loose attack
i have dirty feet i got nowhere to go
i have dirty feet laying on the street
and got a smile on my face
i got a million persons inside my head
a thousand are dead and the rest feel bad
but nothing can hurt me i am not working today
freedom means nothing on such a sunny day
(Grazie a Ruben Spaccabakkette per questo testo)
| 1 | Andate Tutti Affanculo |
| 2 | Figlio Di Puttana |
| 3 | Canzone Di Natale |
| 4 | Viva |
| 5 | Vent'anni |
| 6 | L'egoista |
| 7 | Gente Di Merda |
| 8 | Vecchi Senza Esperienza |
| 9 | Postumia |
| 10 | Ragazza Eroina |